Jiho, hearing Joon Su's words, only grinned mischievously and moved closer to him.
With a swift motion, she placed one hand firmly on the wall beside him, effectively blocking his path.
Her eyes sparkled with a playful glint, and the corners of her lips curled into a teasing smile.
Joon Su, taken aback by her unexpected behavior, instinctively took a small step back until he felt the cold, hard surface of the wall behind him.
His heart raced as Jiho leaned in, her presence overwhelming and captivating. She slowly raised her other hand, placing it on the wall on the other side of him, effectively trapping him in place.
"I... what I?" Jiho's voice was soft, yet laced with a playful challenge, her grin widening as she spoke.
Joon Su's eyes widened slightly, and he could feel a bead of sweat forming at his temple. He gulped nervously, his gaze locked onto Jiho's.
